S.C.I Mystery vol 1 Chapter 35, The Killer Training Camp 07: Purgatory

S.C.I Mystery《S.C.I.谜案集》 Mi An Ji
S.C.I Mystery vol 1 Chapter 35, The Killer Training Camp 07: Purgatory

Zhao Hu, who ran to the Serious Crimes Unit to get the information, came back empty-handed five minutes later.


"Captain... Captain..." Zhao Hu rushed in like a ghost chasing him, "No... I'm sorry."

"Again?" Bai Yutang frowned, "What's wrong?"

"Nishang Street is in chaos!" Zhao Hu gasped, "The downstairs is like an army, it's all a bomb squad in chaos, says a madman is throwing petrol bombs in Nishang Street, wielding a knife and slashing people, as if it's the same person as the one who slashed Qi Yue."

Bai Yutang froze for a couple of seconds, grabbed his jacket and shouted, "Go check it out!"

When they drove to Nishang Street, they heard the sound of police sirens, and when they looked away, they could see the fire and smoke in the sky.

Bai Yutang's cell phone suddenly rang and picked it up, it was Bao Zheng.

"You take your men to Nishang Street at once." Bao Zheng came right in the face.

"We are already here." Bai Yutang hung up the phone after returning the sentence.

Zhan Yao, Zhao Hu and Bai Chi followed Bai Yutang as they ran into the encirclement formed by the explosion-proof police, looked up and were stunned by the sight before them.

Just then, on a towering open-air stage, stood a young man covered in blood, and around him lay a number of wounded people.

With a lighter in his hand, the man stood in the middle of the stage, looking down at the crowd of police officers, even though they were far away, they could still smell the pungent smell of gasoline coming from the stage...

A large area of the building behind the stage was already enveloped in fire.

"Captain Bai!" Xu Kai, the commander of the Riot Squad, ran up with Ai Hu.

"What is going on?" Bai Yutang pointed somewhat in amazement at the one on stage, who seemed extremely crazy, and asked Ai Hu.

"The 'Purgatory' bar had its anniversary tonight, they set up a stage in the open air, and just as the show was going on, the guy came rushing up with two barrels of gasoline, He hacked up several of the people on the show and threw petrol bombs into the 'Purgatory' bar."

"Those people have gasoline splashed all over them?" Zhan Yao asked.

"Exactly." Xu Kai said, "He didn't say anything, just walked around with a lighter in his hand."

"He didn't ask for anything?" Bai Yutang asked.

"Nope." Ai Hu shook his head, "Nothing has been said until now, he is just looking at us."

"And we can't shoot!" Xu Kai said, "It's too dangerous, as soon as the lighter in his hand drops, those ten or so girls would be dead."

Zhan Yao and Bai Yutang, after listening to the two men's narrative, raised their eyes and seriously surveyed the situation in front of them.

It was then that the stage was about two meters high, and there were a dozen or so actresses on the stage, lying or lying down, dressed in fiery red revealing performance clothes, with blood everywhere, all wet with gasoline, the mixture of gasoline and blood mingling and meandering across the smooth stage surface. The colorful spotlights used for the show cast a gorgeous light, illusory, and indescribably lascivious in light and shadow.

The man was standing in the middle of the stage, wearing a black pullover, his hood already off, his face unreadable because his face had been made to look like a shattered sheet of paper by splattered drops of blood, only interspersed with red and white. The figure was lean and tall, abnormally thin, and he paced back and forth on the stage in small steps like an arrogant executioner, holding his chest up, his head high but his eyes downcast. Every now and then he would look at the policeman on the stage, his eyes full of excitement, and every now and then at the injured man lying on the stage, his face full of contempt.

Behind him, the bar was smokin' and blinking out in fire, and the neon-blinking words "Purgatory" were blinding.

Zhan Yao and Bai Yutang stood still and watched, fully absorbed, as if they were thinking about something, their eyes reflecting the beating of the firelight.




After a moment, the two men exchanged glances.

"Captain, that's him!" Zhao Hu came up to Bai Yutang and said, "Can't be wrong."

Bai Yutang nodded and turned his face to ask Zhan Yao, “Cat'er, what's the plan?"

Zhan Yao looked at the stage again, "The only way to do that is for him to throw the lighter off the stage himself!"

"And you?" Zhan Yao asked Bai Yutang back, "What's the plan?"

Bai Yutang looked at the smoke-filled bar behind him and said, "Come down from the second floor and restrain him just at the right time, but only if..."

Zhan Yao nodded with relief, "Got it, only is he throws the lighter off the stage."

"You're going up the second floor?" Xu Kai exclaimed in shock, "It's too messy! The whole building is on fire!"

Bai Yutang did not answer him, but looked at Zhan Yao: “Cat'er, how sure are you?"

"50-50." Zhan Yao took off his coat, leaving his white shirt.

"Wait a minute!" Xu Kai Dao: "Just let him throw the lighter and the rioters can rush up and subdue him!"

Bai Yutang handed him his coat and smiled, "Yeah, but can you guarantee he doesn't have a second lighter?"

"Uh..." Xu Kai was speechless.

"Zhao Hu, follow me." Bai Yutang turns around and runs out of the crowd with Zhao Hu in tow.

Zhan Yao watched the two walk away and said to Xu Kai, "Help me prepare something."

"Anything!" A vague excitement flashed in Xu Kai's eyes. What kind of magic can this angry young man with the nerdish look in front of his eyes, a psychologist who is praised as a genius among geniuses use to save what is already an almost desperate dire situation?

Zhan Yao smiled slightly and said, "A miniature speaker, a car that's taller than that table!"

"Is that all?" The Anti-Riot Captain was a little surprised.

"Also." Zhan Yao said, "Later, no matter what happens, all the people here must listen to me!”

...

A few moments later, a fire truck nearly three meters tall drove in.

Ai Hu brought Zhan Yao the pocket speaker, Zhan Yao stayed off his chest, at which point the phone rang.

Picked up, came Bai Yutang's voice: "Cat'er, be ready, five minutes."

"OK!" Zhan Yao hung up the phone, climbed on top of the fire truck, and flipped the speaker on and off.

The crowd present immediately fell silent.

All eyes were on the young man standing at the top, and even the man standing on the stage with the lighter looked up at Zhan Yao.

Seeing a hint of anger in his eyes, Zhan Yao faintly raised a sneer at the corners of his mouth and gave a cold laugh, not speaking either, just looking down at him with disdain and mockery in his eyes.

The man, seemingly irritated, looked up at Zhan Yao: "What are you laughing at?"

The riot squad leader under the car and Ai Hu exchanged a glance, amazing, just now the negotiator had been busy for half a day and didn't let the guy look at him more, surprisingly he let him speak so simply.

Zhan Yao said nonchalantly, "I think I've seen you somewhere?"

"What?" The man froze.

"But I don't remember your name." Zhan Yao shrugged indifferently, "Because you're just too ordinary!"

"What did you say? Don't you dare say that again!" Saying that, he gestured with the lighter in his hand to a woman next to him, startling the woman with a scream.

"Huh~~," Zhan Yao sneered, "Why do you hate these women? Because they make you wonder about your mother."

"You... How do you know?" The man said in surprise, "You know me?"




Zhan Yao shook his head indifferently, "It's not like it's a secret, I have friends who went to University M and they say you're the joke of the whole school."

"Shut up! Shut up!" The man's emotions seemed to flare up momentarily, and he pointed the lighter in his hand at Zhan Yao.

Zhan Yao smiled and waved his hand at him, "You have to be careful not to lose what you have in your hand, this thing is now the only value you have alive."

"What..." The man took a fierce step forward and said, "Who! Who dares to look down on me? I am unique!"

"What? I don't think so!" Zhan Yao shook his head disapprovingly, pointed to the hand he was holding the lighter in and said, "Don’t you think that hand is so heavy that you can barely hold it?"

"...?" The man glanced at his hand holding the lighter, which was actually trembling slightly, "How..."

Zhan Yao said coldly, "Because you're useless!"

"What?"

"You can't even hold something that heavy!"

"Who... Who said...?” He struggled to raise his hands above his head and said triumphantly, "Who, who says I can't hold it?"

"Your hands are shaking!" Zhan Yao laughed in surprise, "Are you a drug addict?"

"No!" The man controlled his hands hard and shouted, "I, I didn't do drugs! I'm not going to touch anything like that!"

"You have! Your mother left you with nothing but a drug addiction." Zhan Yao said lamentably.

"Shut up! Don't you say that! No more talking!"

"Do you want to know who gave your mother the drugs?" Zhan Yao suddenly said seriously, "It's me!"

"What..." Horrified, he raised his head.

"I knew drugs would ruin your mother, ruin your home, ruin you, so I gave it to her on purpose!" Zhan Yao smiled coldly and said, "But alas, you can't do anything about me at all."

"It's... It's you! It's you! I'll kill you!" the man roared in hyphened hysteria.

"You can't hurt me at all! You can't even touch a hair of mine! Try it if you don't believe me!" Zhan Yao raised his voice, "You're a drug addict, soon you'll be on your knees showing your ugly face in front of everyone and begging people to give you drugs, you won't have the strength to do anything, let alone come and kill me, you won't even be able to throw me with the stone in your hand!"

"You're full of shit! I'll kill you! Kill you!"

"Come on then! Act like a man and don't always be a pussy who hides behind a woman." Zhan Yao said quickly, "Don't you have a rock in your hands? Throw it! I'm just going to stand here and not hide, because you can't even throw anything to hit me! Throw it!"

"Ahhhhhh! I'll kill you! Kill you ~~" As he lost control of his emotions, his hands and feet swayed, the lighter in his hand crossed a long parabolic line in the air and flew quickly towards Zhan Yao's face, Zhan Yao slightly swung his head and reached out to catch the lighter, which almost burned his hand because of the long burn, the heat of the metal shell on the surface of the lighter.

Ai Hu and others under the car looked at the thrown lighter and were so excited they almost screamed out, but couldn't when their eyes fell on the roof of the car and Zhan Yao's face.

Zhan Yao's face, which was neither excited nor agitated, was filled with bitterness and a great deal of pity.

At that moment, "clunk!" was a loud bang, and the glass window on the second floor of the bar shattered, and a white shadow flew out of it, and as soon as it did, it pounced on the people who were staring at it.

Bai Yutang rolled to his feet and saw the man rise from the floor, reaching into his pockets...

Bai Yutang flew up and kicked him off the stage before his hand was taken out of his pocket, then he came down from the stairs, grabbed the man by the collar, dragged him up from the ground and threw him to the wall.

Bai Yutang, full of anger, pressed the man down hard and cursed through gritted teeth, "You know how many people are dead inside, you bastard!"

"Yutang." Zhan Yao, who had already gotten off the fire truck, stood ten paces away and gave a soft call.

The furious Bai Yutang seemed to calm down for an instant as he let go of his hand and took a step back, letting the man slide down the wall like a pile of mud. The Riot Squad members on one side, as if awakening from a dream, went up and pulled up the killer and took him back to the police car.

Zhao Hu, who followed Bai Yutang out of the bar, beckoned to the paramedics to rescue the dying injured man on the table.

Bai Yutang took a deep breath in place and turned towards Zhan Yao, the two men's lowered hands tapping as they rubbed their bodies.

With that, Zhan Yao also turned around and followed with his head bowed forward until Bai Yutang walked back.

Bai Chi stood far away, looking at what had just happened, and he felt his blood boiling all over his body, every cell in his body trembling violently.

The scene was full of blood, burning buildings, panicked people, like a real purgatory, but the two men, who had defused all the crisis in an instant, just walked calmly and slowly, leaving the purgatory, two pure white figures in the fire and night...




Bai Chi's head repeatedly echoed what Zhan Yao had said to him not long ago, "To be a good cop, you don't have to use a gun! You have a heaven given gift, your brain is the best weapon!”...

The rescue and extinguishing of the fire was carried out nervously and methodically under the command of the riot squad leader, and Ai Hu curiously approached and asked, “Dr. Zhan, you know that criminal?"

Zhan Yao shook his head, "No."

"Then why, you know he's from U of M, and his mom is on drugs too?" Ai Hu asked curiously.

“Yeah... I wanted to ask too." Bai Chi came up and stared at Zhan Yao with his eyes wide open.

Zhan Yao shrugged, "Actually, most of it is speculation."

Seeing that the crowd still had a curious look on their faces, Zhan Yao could only explain, ''Just now, Bai Chi proved through probability that it wasn't a coincidence that that person that slashed Qi Yue was connected to the case, and he looks young, then, it is very likely that he is Qi Yue's classmate. And the fact that his mother is on drugs is inferred from his behavior since he's done a couple of assaults on meth head girls before, and only cut women this time, so it can be seen that he hates women. Boys of this age, if they hate women mostly it is in relation to their mothers, simple Oedipus complexes."

Ai Hu and others listened with puzzlement, Little Bai Chi was even more adoring, and Zhan Yao coughed somewhat awkwardly and pulled Bai Yutang over, saying, "There's something very interesting!"

Bai Yutang was puzzled when he saw Zhan Yao handing over an object in his hand, a lighter that the prisoner had just thrown at him, with a line of letters carved into the metal casing: "Killer Training Camp".

...

"That Killer Training Camp again?" Zhao Hu almost jumped in surprise.

Bai Yutang frowned in silence for a moment and said to Ai Hu, "All the relevant case materials are sent to S.C.I. tomorrow for this case to be forwarded and we'll have to work on it together."

"Okay." Ai Hu agreed.

"Everyone's tired, we'll talk at the station in the morning!" Bai Yutang looked at Zhan Yao for a moment, "It's all going to be reconsidered!"

Zhan Yao nodded and the crowd dispersed.

After dropping Bai Chi off at home, Bai Yutang and Zhan Yao went back to the apartment.

Bai Yutang has been living with Zhan Yao since the last case.

Zhan Yao didn't rush him out because it was convenient to eat and he had someone to do the housework.

After showering and washing away the smell of gasoline and blood that covered his body, Bai Yutang rubbed his hair and walked out of the bathroom all fresh.

On the couch, Zhan Yao fell asleep with his book in his arms as usual, Bai Yutang was so angry and amused, the cat, every time.

Easing his footsteps and coming closer, he saw the soft light of the room, the sofa sleeping peacefully and peacefully, the slightly open mouth, the soothing brow, childishly angry. Lowering his head, he approached, feeling the calmness of his sleeping breath.

Bai Yutang just quietly looked at Zhan Yao's sleeping face for a long, long time, and for a moment, seemingly moved by that peace, Bai Yutang reached out and stroked Zhan Yao's broken hair in front of his forehead, allowing him to do whatever he wanted as long as the person in front of him could fall asleep every night with such peace of mind.

Lowering his head, he kissed him gently on the forehead.

Zhan Yao's long lashes fluttered slightly a few times.

Bai Yutang smiled and came up to his ear and whispered, “Cat'er, it's good that you're like this, you don't have to do anything or change, I'll do it for you."

Then, picked up Zhan Yao, whose cheeks were flushed, he walked into the bedroom.

Two people together in the night, even without dreams, are never lonely.




~ S.C.I Mystery Volume 1: The Killer Training Camp ~



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